The Distant Crown
The sky cracked open at dawn. You remember the sound. A wet, tearing noise. Like a giant ripping a sheet in half. The rain did not fall. It fell upward. The village of Oakhaven held its breath. You were ten. You stood in the kitchen. Your sister, Elara, stood beside you. She was twelve. Her hands were shaking. Her eyes were wide. She looked at you. She did not blink. "It is coming back," she...
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